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| Phalen, the friendly dwarf spy. Dead. |
Out from behind a rock stepped a dwarf, clad
in Imperial armour. He called the gang over and told them that he too was on a
mission to get rid of the orcs, but his comrades have just been wiped out by a
rockfall. Nonetheless, he knows a secret path through the mountain to a vantage
point above the orc camp.
Just then they heard a party of orcs tramping
towards them through the mist, and while Baron wants to stay and murder them
all, the gang convinces him that they really should take the shortcut through
the mountains.
Under the mountain they encounter a flaming skull,
which attacks them, until Ulrich, at Baron’s command, smashes it into a million
pieces with his axe. They find some cool stuff, like bracers of defence, a ring
of fire resistance, a crown of disguise, and an invisibility potion.
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| Flameskull. Toast. |
They proceeded on to a room where a bunch of
weirdos in robes had been hung by their ankles over lava vents. Before they noticed,
their dwarf escort had run ahead, leaving them behind as the lava was rising.
They ran after him, stumbling onto the feet of a giant who was already kinda
pissed. The dwarf was there, so they murdered him. They evaded the giant and
made it to the top of the room, where they could see an escape door, but
realized that the dwarf, who they’d murdered back at the bottom, had the key.
Dr Sleaze made a daring sprint down to retrieve it, and the gang stumbled out
the door just in time.
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